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“Yes, I love you, you infuriating asshole! Believe me, right now I wish I didn’t—but I love you, Drake James. With all my stupid, foolish heart.”
Oh honey
“That’s good to know, Miss Ryder.” He cups my cheek much more tenderly than before while he stares into my eyes. “Because I love you too. More than I’ve ever loved anyone in my entire stupid, foolish life.”
*swoon* but you are still a prick
I know I have a lot of making up to do for the way I behaved yesterday. All the signs point toward her having forgiven me, but that doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven myself.
Exactly!
“Well, aside from the obvious, I thought we could swing by and check in with your mom first,” I say. “And then maybe head over to my dad’s, get everyone together and introduce you to them properly.”
Omg he’s going to introduce her to the family! I hope Mel loves her!
“Plus,” she says seriously, “if you distract them with your new girlfriend, maybe they’ll forget what a dick you were.” I laugh and squeeze
For sure lol
Like she’s always meant to be right here.
Omg maybe she will somehow bridge the gap with amber and the family
“Just be with me, Drake. Just be with us.” “I can do that, mi rosa,” he says, pulling a chair over to sit next to me.
Oh shit her mom is going to die.
Fuck you Sadie Kincaid and pulling my damn heart stings. Okay okay not really fuck you…. But fuck you
I promise her that I will be strong—that even though I will miss her, I will go on living, just as she would want me to. I tell her I will never forget her. I tell her goodbye.
No….. no not her mommy
It almost broke me seeing her like that, her grief so raw and brutal. I know that grief, that pain. I have felt the same unfathomable loss. Today, Amelia’s world shifted on its axis and changed forever.
Fucking loss is so damn hard
Something about grief is contagious; it infects those around you.
Your sadness becomes their sadness, and even if you are mourning completely different people, those primal feelings are communal.
Amelia’s pain taps into my pain about my own mother, and undoubtedly into Constantine’s about his father. We are united by a common thread of emotional agony.
Ripping it real raw Sadie Kincaid
What can I do for her? What could anybody have done for me? When my mom died, I was devastated. The pain was like acid, burning away everything else around it. Whenever I was in pain, I wanted my mom—and she was gone.
Damn just crying now
She curls back up into my arms, and I make soothing noises and hold her tight. I do my best to make her feel safe, to make her feel less alone. But part of me wonders if I’m man enough for the job. And that part seems to grow bigger with every moment that passes.
Don’t you dare turn into an asshat you prick
could still go over there.
Go over there now
If she can find some solace and comfort with Emily and Kimmy, or even with Chad, so be it. She deserves it.
She does now get over there
“Okay—this is my piece. She’s my wife, and I want her back.”
Chad you can eat a dick you weasel!
Anyway you suck in the sack.
Because as much as I hate to admit it, part of me wonders whether motherfucking Chad Poindexter might actually be right. He’s been a damn sight better than me at consoling her in her grief—could it be that he’ll be better at all the rest too?
No absolutely the fuck not
I need to give her time to figure out if I’m right for her. If she can live with my imperfections and my fucked-up way of seeing the world.
Maybe just not right now you arrogant mule
You have seen how she reacted to this idiot before the death and now it’s only been 2 weeks.
What the hell have I done?
Acted like an idiot and I’m not super sure why.
But yeah idiot
He messaged me to say he’s getting me transferred to a different department at work, so at least I won’t have to face him every day.
Jesus with this shit again.
She should just one up him and quit and ghost him
To break up with someone while they are grieving because you can’t help her enough to your standard. Just as bad as Tiff you POS. At least she was young and dumb you are just dumb.
I certainly won’t be going back into that building myself ever again. I’ll find a new job, somewhere less toxic.
Yes girl run!
I growl when I see she’s been tied to it with thick ropes. Our ropes.
Aww
She throws her arms around me, burying her face against my chest and curling her fingers in the hair at the nape of my neck. She’s trembling and frail, and I tighten my grip on her. “I was so scared. But I knew you’d come for me.”
We left Chad there in Hell’s Kitchen, and he was pissed about it. Like he expected a fucking ride home.
Lmao damn right
And if any of you object to that, I refer you to a policy that I’ve just decided to add. It’s called ‘My name is on the door and I can do what I like.’ Does anyone have any questions?”
“Could I get a copy of that new policy in writing please?”
“Put that in your policy packet, Linda,”
I want the last rope marks on my skin to be made by the man I love and trust more than anyone in this world.”
Yes
“I love
“Nora Amelia Ryder,” he says seriously, opening the box. “You are my entire fucking world. My everything. On the night we met, I said nobody could ever promise forever. I was wrong, and that’s what I’m promising you now—forever. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife? Will you promise me forever?”
Yes, duh
He is still a prick
That’s the kind of love my Verona wanted for all her boys, but especially for him. If you have more than two, the middle child is always the tricky one, just so you know.”
It’s me and him. It’s us. Forever.
I would maim, kill, and die for her without a second thought.
